A review by rollerskater
A Beautiful Blue Death by Charles Finch

I read only 5 pages. I didn't like how the POV shifted from close third person to distant third on the same page. Page 2: "What bliss was there to compare to a warm fire, fresh socks, and buttered toast on a cold day!" Just 2 paragraphs later: "Lenox was a man of perhaps forty..." How can the writer know the character loves buttered toast but not know how old he is??